Thursday, 30 July 2015

What better way to leave the month than by the same path that we entered it.

It hadn't occurred to me how out of control this bloke appears to be, yet how under control he really is. In a second from now he will be spearing off in the opposite direction, unaware of his precarious state at this instant.

Sunday, 26 July 2015

From a time when the service bay was called a "Lubritorium" and cheery assistants dispensed petroleum products and cleaned windscreens, one senses that the Kenilworth garage is on the brink of being lost.

Friday, 24 July 2015

I must admit as I walked by, I wondered how many of them the proprietor's husband has to remove from the bed as he retires each evening. I can only imagine the stress that would be caused by being married to someone who actually owned a cushion shop!

Thursday, 23 July 2015

The Eumundi birdhouse bloke does a nice little line of crooked little houses. I can imagine bird real estate agent advertisements pronouncing them as "opportunities" for little handyman birdies to fix up.

Sunday, 12 July 2015

I am sure that there are people who can tell a lot about a town by the size of its telephone exchange. I suspect that this is overkill at Conondale, with plenty of room for expansion lurking within those four walls.

Thursday, 9 July 2015

I am not sure what the current jargon for those communities within our Council area which were once towns but are now some sort of remote suburb. Perhaps "community" says it all.

Conondale must be close to the smallest centre in the City, but it does have a school and a sign of the type that went out of fashion sometime last century, but which is now rare enough to be viewed as novel.

Wednesday, 8 July 2015

In the old days we used to call these bits of left over space S.L.O.A.P or Space Left Over After Planning. In this case its the vaguely triangular space that is left when one jams a circular car park ramp against a square building.

In this case it's a rather fetching effect, with enough light and green stuff to make driving up the ramp almost pleasant, despite the typical carpark darkness.

Thursday, 2 July 2015

I'm not sure how most nasty people dispose of their doings, but the Butcher at Woombye will cut up a "private body" for you (ignoring that apostrophe for a bit, or perhaps the body of the signwriter was the first to be cut up!).

On the other hand, if you have a pig that's doing poorly, if you bring it here it will be cured in private.

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The Queensland Sunshine Coast Shires of Noosa and Maroochy merged with Caloundra City on March 15th 2008, and on that day this blog began. A few years later, Noosa left the rest of us to our own devices, but the blog lived on.

One could wax lyrically or even cynically about the beauty and amenity and emerging economics of "The Sunny Coast", but why not let the pictures do the talking?

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